You cannot find love if you are looking, it only comes when you expect it least.

Maybe that’s why I’m so confused. Everyone around me seems to be doing just fine when it comes to finding, but I, on the other hand, come up short.

It’s quite interestingly peculiar and strangely odd how easy it is to go from hating someone to wanting them to love you as much as you love them.

As the days are get longer and nights get shorter, I now sit and watch the sunrise paint the sky pink in its midst, the color reminding me that love may still exist.

6.12.16

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